There was one girl who had a somewhat unusual family. The grandmother was all kinds of schizophrenic and had attempted to stab this girl some years before. I was told to stay in her room while she was in the house, just in case she didn't take well to me.
We had a pretty stupid breakup, and her sister [a chronic liar of some repute] began telling people that I was a member of a gang, that I lived in a castle and that my mother manufactured bondage gear.
I live in a townland that has 'Castle' in its name and my mother was making and selling leather handbags and purses at the time, so it was more of a radical [and hugely entertaining, in retrospect] embellishment.
I also remember there being swastikas drawn in Tipp-Ex on the cupboards in their pantry.
Generous contributions of crazy were made by me during that relationship as well, don't get me wrong.
Some of these stories are great. Keep 'em coming, I say!
Edit: Except the ones that are sad. I hope the people who posted those are okay now.
We had a pretty stupid breakup, and her sister [a chronic liar of some repute] began telling people that I was a member of a gang, that I lived in a castle and that my mother manufactured bondage gear.
I live in a townland that has 'Castle' in its name and my mother was making and selling leather handbags and purses at the time, so it was more of a radical [and hugely entertaining, in retrospect] embellishment.
I also remember there being swastikas drawn in Tipp-Ex on the cupboards in their pantry.
Generous contributions of crazy were made by me during that relationship as well, don't get me wrong.
Some of these stories are great. Keep 'em coming, I say!
Edit: Except the ones that are sad. I hope the people who posted those are okay now.